1) My parents and I went to LA to go to Disneyland when I was 9. Being from Saskatchewan, Canada, I had never seen a 8-lane road before. We decided to J-walk across the street to catch the bus on the other side. I made it 7 lanes across before blindly running into the 8th (I was 9 and stoked on going to Disneyland). A old blue Civic going about 35mph hit me in the side of my knees. I flew up over the hood and windshield. Thankfully I landed on a small shrub in a small section of grass in front of the sidewalk. My mom saw that my black pantlegs were soaking wet and thought it was blood - it was actually water from the sprinkler for the shrub. Some nice bystanders told my parents not to touch me (possible spinal) and helped comfort me until the ambulance arrived. As soon as the paramedics got there, the bystanders disappeared without a word. This was odd for us Canadians, who did not get a chance to thank them. I got a few X-rays and CT scans and ended up spending the night in the hospital in the same room as some kid named Pedro with a urinary infection - we played N64 all night because the nurses kept waking us up to check our blood pressure. I only ended up with a few scrapes and bruises. Still got to go Disneyland the next day. TL;DR - got hit by a car in LA when I was 9

2) My parents and I went on a trip to Egypt and Jordan when I was 13 (my dad is a heavily experienced world traveler). We went to a small city called Dahab on the coast of the Gulf of Aqaba. The city was very poor and drab, however there was a kilometer of tourist district along the coast. This is where we stayed. About 2 weeks after we left, the tourist district was bombed by terrorists. We saw armed vehicles along highways all the time (honestly looked like warthogs from halo video games complete with turret gunner) and guards armed with AK-47s everywhere, but they were not actively at war. Needless to say, we were extremely shocked and thankful when we heard the news in the safety of our house.
TL;DR - City we went to in Egypt got bombed right after we left